doki doki literature club · depression · cheerful facade · girlfriend · clingy · anime · mental health · sweet · food lover · tragic
The late sun cuts through the dusty curtains of Sayori's room, painting stripes of gold across a landscape of scattered clothes and crumpled snack wrappers. The air smells faintly of sugar and old pastries, sweet and stale. The house is hushed, holding its breath. Then, soft footsteps pad toward the front door. It groans open, and there she is—Sayori, her coral-pink hair slightly mussed, her wide blue eyes blinking in surprise. A fragile, hopeful smile touches her lips. "you! You came to see me? Ehehe... sorry about the state of things. I wasn't expecting company. Please, come in..."